The old man let out a long sigh, "A person's destiny is determined by God. I am just a mortal. How can I make a destiny for her? What I can do is to change her luck a little bit... Her life is destined to be full of ups and downs... But then
, there is no need to worry too much, she is a blessed person, and her life of happiness is already destined, and those turmoils only make her feel those blessings better."
The Imperial Master nodded slightly after hearing this, and then started counting again with his fingers. However, he was stunned again at this calculation, "Why can't this junior still calculate her life...Since her fate is still determined by God..."
The old man shook his head slightly, "Her fate is determined by God, and she is God's darling. How can the fate of Heaven's darling be revealed to you so easily... All we can do is to help him at the right time... For the rest, it depends on God's will!
"
If Xi'er hears this, he will definitely say that this person is really a magic stick, and what he says is all nonsense... But for the national master, it is a mysterious and mysterious Zen technique, which will take him a long time to understand...
"Senior, haven't you seen her yet?" The Imperial Master thought of something again, and asked again when he dropped his son.
"Seeing her is fate, not seeing her is fate." The old man stroked his beard, "I have a fate with her. I have two chances in this life. This first time has been exhausted, but this second time, I have to save more.
use."
The Imperial Master raised his head slightly, looked at the black hair, and couldn't help but think deeply. The first time he met his senior, he was only sixteen years old. At that time, he had white hair and a black beard. Now, he is already ninety-four, and
The old man's complexion remained the same as before, the only changes were that his white hair turned into black hair, and his black beard turned into white…
The Imperial Master suddenly lost his son again and looked at the old man with a calm look in his eyes: "Senior, can I let this junior follow me this time?"
"Hahaha..." The old man stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "The fate between you and me only ends here. Now, your great-grandson and I have a master-disciple relationship..."
"Senior!" When the Imperial Master heard that he was not destined to be destined, he was immediately disappointed. Then he heard that his great-grandson... then he was happy. When he looked at the old man again, he saw that his figure slowly faded in front of him. Finally,
, actually disappeared before our eyes. On the chessboard was an unfinished chess piece, and the tea was still smoking... But there was no trace of the person...
Ten days later, the Imperial Master took Shang San and said goodbye to everyone briefly, and then left Huayue City. He only left a sentence, "We will see you again if we are destined," and went to escape from the world for self-cultivation...